So, on top of finding out that my husband has a low sperm count, three or four more people are having their second (or third!) Kid. Not just being pregnant, but blowing up my news feed with brand new baby pics. I just want to yell, simply because I'm jealous, but I end up congratulating them anyway of course. When I think of starting my family, I don't think anymore of all the "fun" parts. At this point I'm ready to experience the 3 AM feedings and screaming and labor. I want it.

Ugh. Sorry to vent. Baby dust to all.